And he didst launch into a song-and-dance number, and Disco Robot didst summon other robots to dance with him. And he didst summon Robo, Andy, Bender, Tom Servo, Android 16 (‘Traitor!’ cried the Amazing Beardless Woman.), R2-D2, X-51, and the robot from Lost In Space. These were the Disco Robot Dancers.

‘Um, Scoot,’ quoth Jehoiachin, ‘I’m right here. Let me handle this mechanical monstrosity, for I am the True Lord of the Dance!’

‘Not without a sound system of thine own, thee won’t!’ spake the God of Nipples. ‘Go-Go, Gadget Sound System!’

And woofers, tweeters, and subs didst explode from every orifice, pocket and pore.

‘Ow!’ cried Matt. ‘Got to hurt, that hath!’

‘Fletchin’ A!’ cried Nori.

And Jehoiachin didst lead the Milers, the Soldiers of the ’Wise, and the Ancestors in a great Riverdance against the Disco Robot. And he didst dance the Disco Robot, the Batusi, the Funky0Chicken, even the Commala, and then Disco Robot didst show his true Boogie Level.

‘Oh no!’ cried the God of the ‘Learn To Fart’ State, ‘ ’tis too much! What if ye and Loki fuseth again?’

‘We can’t for another half an hour,’ quoth Scoot, ‘and even if Loki wouldst, ’twould not be enough. Go Jehoiachin! Humanity’s last hope, thou art!’

‘There! is! no! God!’ cried Gwyn-Zen, the Guru of Math.

‘Well,’ spake the God of the Unpossible, ‘knoweth we now where Myles the Unbeliever getteth it from…’

‘Oh my fletch!’ cried Ian, ‘Verily I say, the True Lord of the Dance, he is!’

‘Yer bugger!’ quoth Nyt.

‘Told ye, I did,’ quoth Scoot.

Finally, after the longest Riverdance in any where or when, Jehoiachin didst collapse from sheer exhaustion, as his companions had already done so hours ago.

‘Ha!’ quoth Bender, ‘I bet HAL wished he hath a body now!’

Quoth Android 16: ‘Domo arigato, Disco Roboto.’

‘Jehoiachin,’ quoth Disco Robot, ‘thou art indeed the True Lord of the Dance… at least among humans. I am pleased that there art people such as thee, so mine work here is finished. Now I must away, for Directive 54 sayeth that I must spread Disco Fever throughout the Universe… Fare thee well, Loki Amaya of Emerald City…’

And it came to pass that Disco Robot didst blast off in search of other worlds to spread Disco Fever to.

‘Wait!’ cried Loki Amaya as he didst run along the ground after him, ‘Disco Robot! Come back!…’

Well, I hoped y'all enjoyed reading that. Someday, I may begin work on a second Apocryphal book, but only if I get a good idea. "Quit while you're still ahead" is some of the best advice I've heard about writing series, so if I do actually write another sequel, I want it to be more inspired than the first Apocrypha. Until then, stay tuned, for I have other stories I've been working on, and those will come in time.